Gangsta Lean Lyrics

This song's dedicated to my homies

In that gangsta lean

Why'd you have to go so soon

It seems like yesterday

We were hanging round the hood

Now I'm gonna keep your memories alive

Like a homie should

A life time of memories

Going down the drain

I'd like to keep stepping

But I can't get past the pain

I tip my forty to your memory

Take a drink and I start to think

And I, I know one day soon we'll be

We'll be hanging out

This is for my homies

(This is for my homies, well, well)

See you when I get there

In that gangsta lean

In that gangsta lean

This is for my homies

(This is for my homies, well)

See you when I get there

In that gangsta lean

In that gangsta lean

My God, my God

Would you pass on a message for me

Ha, tell him, put down those

Dice for a second, Lord

Listen to his homie

Could you tell him

I'll never let go of his memory

So his son will know

You don't have to cry no more

Cause God's got his back

I said God's got his back

A lifetime of memories

(Lifetime of memories)

Going down the drain

(Going down the drain)

I'd like to keep stepping

(I would, oh, no)

But I can't get past the pain

I tip my forty to your memory

Take a drink and I start to think

And I, I know one day soon we'll be

We'll be hanging out

This is for my homies
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(This is for my homies)

See you when I get there

In that gangsta lean

In that gangsta lean

This is for my homies

(You know I miss you)

(You know I miss you, my homies)

See you when I get there

In that gangsta lean

In that gangsta lean

This song is dedicated to my homies

In that gangsta lean

Tommy from Master's Touch

My boy, EB and my boy, Ebeer

And whoever else out there that

Got a homie that's in a gangsta lean

And also, my boys in the pen

That ain't never gonna see the street again

Cause you know what

It don't matter what they was

Doing while they was here

They coulda been banging, slanging

But they ain't here no more

Now somebody's dead

Somebody's baby

That's somebody's homie

So go on and let em rest in peace

While they in that gansta lean

You know what I'm saying

That's on the real low

This is for my homies

(I can't believe that you're gone)

See you when I get there

(I'll see you, I'll see you)

(I'll see you)

This is for my homies

(Now that you're in that gangsta lean)

(Well, well, well, well)

See you when I get there

(I'm so sorry you're gone

But I've got to keep on)

This is for my homies

(I gotta keep on)

(I gotta keep moving)

(Moving, moving, moving)

See you when I get there

(I'll see you, I'll see you

One day, someday...